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Apr. 24th, 2011

Apr. 24th, 2011

Good morning. I'm still half-asleep - been dragged out of bed at the crack of dawn for the last two days which is a great start to a day during this precious precious four day weekend - but I thought I'd better write this down before I forgot.

I had a dream last night, a dream in which Silver and I went out to a village in the middle of nowhere. I can't remember why and I can't remember what we did there. But I remember there was another girl, another of his "girlfriends" (For all I love Silver, and you know I do, he is a self-confessed "slag" and he flirts with... well, anything with a postcode). And I think her car had some problem, so he took her back to the car and I tagged along, all jealous-like and on the way, we bumped into a local couple with a dog and stopped to talk and Silver introduced me as "This is [Phantym], she's generally my husband".

And you know what? I reckon I could live with that. I know one is a male spouse and one is a female spouse but in terms of the role and the responsibilities and the job description, even though it shouldn't, especially in the 21st century, "husband" has a very different ring to "wife". I quite enjoyed being introduced as Silver's husband.